Her voice is swallowed by the sound of a dozen languages cutting across your ears. You ask her to repeat the question and she says, more annoyed this time, “Do you have anything to declare?”
You aren’t sure if you do. You forgot to study for this exam. Conventional wisdom says never to leave an answer blank, so a limp response falls off your tongue.
“Yes?”
She flops open your suitcase with an acoustically pleasing but emotionally distressing whump. Gloved hands rummage through five pounds of nothing. You feel her disappointment before she does.
“No,” she says, sighing. “You don’t.”
Photographer: Diane Cordell
Great story!
LOL!
Perfect description of the annoyed agent.